The Annual Tradition

I’m so happy to be home. Cannes was a great work trip, and we got a lot of sh-t done, and a lot of gossip gathered, but I was cursed the entire time. Not just my laptop either. Will explain later.

But while I’m delighted to be back in Vancouver, I am a little sad that I left Cannes without a Roberto Cavalli sighting. Especially a Roberto Cavalli sighting of him on his …ride. Cavalli cruising along the Croisette, upright on his Segway, as pictured today, is an annual tradition, and one of the best things in my life.

Look.

Why are you questioning this?

Cavalli hosted a private dinner last night on his boat in celebration of his boutique opening earlier in the day. The Italian Queen was there, several models were there, Brooke Shields was there, and a lot of old rich pervs were there too. Speaking of old rich pervs …

As previously noted, Cannes is pure old rich perv + young skinny model. It’s like summer camp for them here. And all the young skinny models with old rich pervs, you know what they wear? That’s right. They wear Cavalli.

One by one at the de Grisogono party the other night, every young skinny model who arrived with an old rich perv, when asked who they were wearing? Almost all of them answered Roberto Cavalli. I guess that’s why he can charge $10K for a dress with cut outs all over the bodice. Then again, he has a yacht and I don’t. So, you know, there’s that.

Anyway, I can’t look at Cavalli anymore without thinking about Ke$ha and vice versa ever since my friend Lorella brilliantly suggested that Ke$ha in a bikini looked like him in speedos and she even put together a side by side comparison. This cracked me up for days.